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September 26th, 2022, 10:23 PM
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hehe, squishy
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Re: Adder Rocks
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Originally Posted by Undertaker
@ Ritsuka
What the heck was this? So the tom had wandered towards the rustling of some overgrowth. He had made sure to scent the air before pouncing towards the rustling, and after finding that it wasn't a fox or worse a badger, he lunged into the tall grass. His claws came down on something cold and slightly squishy, but alive so naturally he killed it. He couldn't really see what he was hunting due to the overgrown plants, but when he stepped back out he found he had caught a rather strange-looking creature. Leechscar had only heard stories about them and he was pretty certain that it was ShadowClan prey. A frog?
Could WindClan eat frogs? Welp he had caught it, so someone had better eat it. It was leaf-fall and the clan couldn't be picky about what he brought home. He dropped the dead frog alongside the dead mouse and scowled at how measly the prey he caught looked. He caught sight of Squirrelear's tail as he went off hunting for whatever. Leechscar decided to see if he could find one more prey to hunt to make up for how small his catches were.
This time he chose to stay closer to rocks, scenting the air, his nose twitched as he caught something musky in scent. Following the scent around a bolder, he found a large... mouse(?) with a strangely long tail eating an insect? Who knew there were so many strange preys in WindClan, Leechscar should try hunting here in the future. Rise and repeat, the warrior slid into a crouch and then sprung once he crept close enough. He sunk his fangs into the back of its neck, catching it by surprise, and ended its life without much trouble.
Once it was dead, Leechscar took a moment to stare long and hard at the prey before finally deducing that what he has caught wasn't a mouse but a rat, another creature he's only heard stories about. Mice don't get that big.... right? Grabbing the critter by its grossly long tail, he padded back over to his small pile and then thought better as he noticed Squirrelear return. The massive gray tom padded straight over to the older warrior and dropped his mouse-rat(?) nearby him.
"I caught whatever this thing is, a mouse, and..." He trailed off, padding off to retrieve the two smaller prey he caught. "Whatever that is." He dropped what he was half certain was a frog alongside the mouse-rat(?), obviously not entirely happy that he wasn't certain what he caught. "The clan can eat these?" He questioned, obviously wanting to know if he have to go hunting again for more familiar prey or not.
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Squirrelear blinked at the prey that Leechscar presented. A mouse, a frog, and a rat... What a strange pile. It looked more like what ShadowClan would eat, but eh, it was prey. He wasn't gonna complain. It should be enough to fill some cats, even if it didn't look the most... Appetizing. It was his first real look at a rat and a frog, despite hearing about them and seeing them at a distance but... Huh.
"That is a rat," Squirrelear said, nodding towards the little trash eater that now lay dead at their paws. "And that's a frog. Should be good for a meal, even if it doesn't look the best. Given it's almost leafbare, we don't have the liberties to complain on what our food looks like. Prey is prey, and if it can be eaten it serves it's purpose. Ready to head out?" Once he finished speaking, Squirrelear grabbed his pigeon by the wing and the squirrel by the tail and looked at Leechscar expectantly, eager to return to camp.
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September 27th, 2022, 12:19 AM
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Re: WindClan Nursery
Quietkit
Quietkit was already stirring from his nap as several different voices filled the air around him. His fledgling mind had already begun distinguishing the smells and associated sounds. It had only been a few weeks but he could tell even with closed eyes the other mewling kit was his brother Lavenderkit. @ Caspian The same bold strong black licorice smell hung in the air. It lie away from the group that was nestled under their mother, Hollowmist who smelled lightly of milk and cool mint. @ XFR0G_L0veRX Quietkit tested the air by cautiously opening his mouth, and noticed another familiar scent next to his brothers.
The comfort of fall leaves and sunflowers made his shoulders fall, and his posture relax. @ Wingnettle He uncurled from beneath his mothers warm belly and let out a breathy mew, before nuzzling up and down Milkpaw's familiar form. The small kit's tail was high, any pleasant visit from another cat viewed as a grand adventure in the small world of the nursery.
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September 27th, 2022, 12:43 AM
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Dead But Not Buried
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Re: WindClan Nursery
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Originally Posted by Quietheart
Quietkit
Quietkit was already stirring from his nap as several different voices filled the air around him. His fledgling mind had already begun distinguishing the smells and associated sounds. It had only been a few weeks but he could tell even with closed eyes the other mewling kit was his brother Lavenderkit. @ Caspian The same bold strong black licorice smell hung in the air. It lie away from the group that was nestled under their mother, Hollowmist who smelled lightly of milk and cool mint. @ XFR0G_L0veRX Quietkit tested the air by cautiously opening his mouth, and noticed another familiar scent next to his brothers.
The comfort of fall leaves and sunflowers made his shoulders fall, and his posture relax. @ Wingnettle He uncurled from beneath his mothers warm belly and let out a breathy mew, before nuzzling up and down Milkpaw's familiar form. The small kit's tail was high, any pleasant visit from another cat viewed as a grand adventure in the small world of the nursery.
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Lavenderkit squeaked as he crawled over to Milkpaw, he purred as he smelled the cat, he smelled good
@ Wingnettle
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September 27th, 2022, 03:50 AM
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Re: WindClan Patrols
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Originally Posted by Caspian
“Okay, but I’m already fine to go” she said respectfully to the warrior before dipping her head
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~Hawkblaze | @ jupiter~
After waiting an appropriate amount of time, the stocky tabby finally stood, letting his jaws gape in a yawn. Motioning with his tail to Flickerpaw, Hawkblaze started his way towards the camp entrance, and turned in the direction of the border the Clan shared with Shadowclan.
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September 27th, 2022, 04:36 AM
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Re: WindClan Breezerock
~Pinestrike | @ Darkclaws~
She was not prepared. Oh she was so not prepared. Her last apprentice had died. She had not expected to be given another. As the initial shock wore off, she felt the regret and grief return.
I'm sorry Barkpaw.
Rising to her paws, the small tabby she-cat made her way to the newly named Firepaw. Her green eyes glittered with hesitation as she approached the young cat.
"Hello Firepaw. I am Pinestrike," she mewed, stretching out her neck to invite the young she-cat to touch noses with her.
I won't let anything happen to you. I promise.
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September 27th, 2022, 04:52 AM
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I like birds and graves
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Re: WindClan Breezerock
Ashpaw went to touch noses with her new mentor. Hilariously enough, that happened to be Ashclaw, who not only had the same prefix as her(awkward) but he happened to be Fireflame’s mate. Fireflame, as in the one who fostered Ashpaw when she was discovered. I don’t know whether to be happy that it’s a cat I know, the white she-cat thought, or annoyed that it’s the cat who basically fathered me.
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September 27th, 2022, 06:11 AM
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pastel king
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Re: WindClan Breezerock
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Originally Posted by CreeperLover649
~~Nightheart~~
{ @ Fawnhearted }
Nightheart's mouth hung open for a few seconds. She was a mentor. To Mushroompaw. Quickly she padded over to the apprentice. "hey Mushroompaw!" She smiled. "Guess I'll be your new mentor!" The black she-cat meowed.
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Mushroompaw
7 Moons
They/He
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Mushroompaw frowned, what had happened to Shattervenom? They turned towards Midnighheart, changing their expression. He notices Midnighheart was doing the same.
"Hi! My name is Mushroompaw but you know that, I'm so excited to have another mentor! Do you know where Shattervenom is?", they rambled anxiously. The golden tabby was finally starting to get comfortable and talk to their mentor, but now they had a new one!
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September 27th, 2022, 06:41 AM
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error in the code
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Re: WindClan Breezerock
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Originally Posted by Fawnhearted
Mushroompaw
7 Moons
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Mushroompaw frowned, what had happened to Shattervenom? They turned towards Midnighheart, changing their expression. He notices Midnighheart was doing the same.
"Hi! My name is Mushroompaw but you know that, I'm so excited to have another mentor! Do you know where Shattervenom is?", they rambled anxiously. The golden tabby was finally starting to get comfortable and talk to their mentor, but now they had a new one!
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~~Nightheart~~
(it's Nightheart, not Midnightheart)
The black warrior listened carefully to Mushroompaw's words. "No, I do not, I'm sorry," she said. "He'll come back. Anyway, let's focus on training. What have you already learned from Shattervenom?" She asked.
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September 27th, 2022, 07:10 AM
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✧ 'tis the damn season ✧
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Re: WindClan Patrols
// @ Caspian @ RiztheHuntress
Aaah shoot. She was a tad late. Hurrying out if the nursery after spending the night in there with Shiningskies and the kits, Aspenstrike padded swiftly behind her patrolmates with a murmured apologies for her lateness.
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September 27th, 2022, 07:18 AM
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don't eat me
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Re: WindClan Clearing
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Originally Posted by Alchemist Kitsune
Snowypaw
Amused by the kit's antics, Snowypaw couldn't help but purr at Waspkit's reaction to his answer. True his playing methods were definitely not the most... commonly seen among the nursery kits, but if all those smacks against the ground helped Waspkit the same way they had helped Snowypaw, then at least his young companion would be able to take a hit quite well when he was older. "That's alright," the large apprentice finally responded, not bothering to raise his voice. "I'm not really the best speaker."
Following Waspkit around easily with his gaze, the gentle giant's whiskers twitched with a barely suppressed chuckle. If this had been what the kit had been doing inside the nursery, then he was now more convinced than ever that some poor queen had merely asked him to move his rowdiness outside while the youngsters slept. He still did not necessarily approve of even asking a kit to stay out of the nursery altogether, but with how Waspkit was zooming around the clearing like a headless hare, he assumed even the kit would be happier playing out here in the breeze.
Allowing the wind to flow through his feathery coat with ease, the patched apprentice chanced another glance at the overcast sky, the promise of a light rain still in the air. If the weather kept to it's word - it was always hard to tell, fickle as it was with the warnings it gave - then there would be no harm in letting Waspkit burn some energy out here. Still, he was remise to leave the youngster alone. Waspkit seemed to be too focused to simply having fun, and he feared the kit would accidentally hurt himself or leave the camp without even noticing, exposing himself to worse dangers.
Looking around the clearing, he quickly spotted a nice location in the shade where he would be well out of the way from others and padded to it. Laying down comfortably, Snowypaw's blue eyes rested once more on Waspkit, watching the kit frolic carelessly around. He wasn't sure the kit actually needed anyone else to enjoy his time and simply play around, as he seemed to be having plenty of fun by himself, but he flicked his feathery tail regardless, letting Waspkit know he was still there for him whenever he had tired himself out and was ready to go back to the nursery for the day.
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// Sorry this one took longer. I had a bleep and lost my original response, so I had to type it all over again and... my will to type sort of noped out for a bit. I think this is an okay spot to finish the roleplay, but if you want Waspkit to actually play with Snowypaw and keep the rp going, feel free to continue it with a response!  \\
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Waspkit rolled around the clearing a bit more, not noticing that the big cat had left. The small tom jumped again, landing on his stomach. He giggled again and ran a big lap around the clearing.
(no problem! That happened to me once, and i was just like URGG but yeah! We can end it here if you want <3)
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